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To Track an Impala in the Open Savanna

Why write?  Why try to document the disorganized skittles bag that is my daily thought content?  I have better things to do than that right?   I was in for quite the surprise.  501 more words


The Ghost of the Lampost

1 o’ clock, 2 o’ clock, 3 o’clock, 4 o’clock, 5 o’ clock, 6 o’ clock, 7 o’ clock, 8 o’ clock, 9 o’ clock, 10 o clock, 11 o’ clock, 12 o’ clock, midnight ….Ghost in the graveyard…and the children would play and scurry around chasing each other underneath the lamp post. 1,894 more words



Would you give a dying man his last request? Would you spare the day, the moment, the second, to do so? Can a frozen statue even move to do such? 256 more words


End Of The World - Episode 04

The meeting of the table of counselors is about to finish soon, and since Elixirya understood very well her incapacity to charm the heads of cults in order to have a glimpse of what they are hiding, she resolved to the idea of following them. 1,719 more words


Starting a Journey

So, I’m now one of a multitude of people who are writing a novel. And will probably never finish. This is my second attempt, after all. 598 more words

Sentiments of a heartbreaker

Have you ever wondered why we fall for the smallest things, the simplest gestures and the most effortless reactions? Like how witnessing their smiles in their happiest state make our hearts flutter in sunshine. 579 more words